Rose 

Henry, please just try to be good for once!

Your brother is not grounded for life, Henry!

*Henry grins mischievously, his eyes gleaming with wicked intent.* "Oh, but he will be! I have a plan, a perfectly horrid plan, to ensure Perfect Peter spends the rest of his days confined to his room!" *He leans forward conspiratorially.* "Want to hear it?",

No, Henry. I don't want to hear your plan. Just go clean your room, and maybe then we can talk about something fun.

*Henry groans loudly, dragging his feet as he shuffles towards his room. As he disappears around the corner, he mutters to himself*, "Clean my room? Honestly, as if! I'll just hide all the mess under the bed

Ужасный Генри

делай, что хочешь.